The whip in the hand of this fat official Chen surnamed was made of python skin, which was extremely tough, and had fine scales on the surface. It was the same as the iron wire whip on the body. Moreover, the Qin Dynasty was respected by martial arts. This official Chen surnamed Chen was a child of a prominent local clan, and naturally he was also a practitioner. He whipped the thick parts of these quarrying men on a random whip, and his skin was blooming and his injuries were very serious.

Now the whip was whipping hard on the man's forehead. The people around him, including the guards not far away, were all beating in their hearts, thinking that they should not beat the man to death directly.

This kind of punishment and torture is naturally indispensable in quarry areas where prisoners in the Criminal Department are mostly hard to work, but no matter what, it is always difficult to explain and it is extremely troublesome. "("Novels sp; So even this official Chen was shocked. According to what he originally thought, no matter how stupid the man was, he had to subconsciously avoid it. In this way, his whip fell on the man's shoulders or chest and other places with thick flesh, which was painful but not serious.

How did he realize that the man didn't even react to the whip he whipped to the face?

The whip was separated from the man's face, but the next scene that fell into everyone's sight was not bloody. There was no scar on the man's face, and there was not even a white mark. Instead, there was a strange, faint glow on his face.

There was dust flying around his face and hair, as if he was being shaken out by the force of this whip.

Everyone was stunned.

The official surnamed Chen was stunned at first, and in the next moment, his face turned pale and his lips began to tremble.

He is a practitioner. Although he is only in the three realms, he knows that this faint glow comes from the natural appearance of the true essence contained in his body, and only a powerful practitioner can unnaturally stimulate the true essence in his body when he suffers a heavy blow.

"You..." He said a word in a trembling voice and couldn't say it.

Although the list of these people is not familiar with them, at least he has seen it. How could such a practitioner exist among all the prisoners and hard labor in this quarry?

The dust from the man's hair continued to fly out. In the faint glow of his body, the dust was stained with a wonderful color, which seemed a little sacred.

Not only the man's body and clothes, but even everything within a few feet of his surroundings became extremely clean, and the subtle stone powder was gently pushed out by an invisible force.

The man's face still had a somewhat distracted expression. He listened to the tremolo of the historian surnamed Chen, and was still calm in his own world. He just asked: "I just heard you've been talking about it. Fang Hou's Mansion has died?"

The moment he spoke, the Chen official who was extremely arrogant and domineering in the past subconsciously took a step back in horror. "The old powerful family Ye Xiao set up a formation behind Yinshan to lock the descendant of the Nine-Dead Silkworm. Fang Hou's Mansion killed his adopted son and committed suicide. This is what the world knows now."

"What is the world know?" The man shook his head, and his expression on his face could not show any joy and sorrow. "I don't know."

It was difficult for officials from Chen to interact for a while, but in the next moment, he had some courage. After all, this quarry was a military rank, and there were troops outside. In order to prevent these prisoners from servitude and chaos, there were many sergeants in the stone field, and many ordnances were arranged.

"Who are you?" So he plucked up his courage and shouted.

"You usually punish these people at will and act ruthlessly. Over the years, although I have not seen anyone directly beaten to death by you, there are always people who die indirectly in your hands. And today you whip me and you cut off your arm, and I will spare your life." The man said this and smiled faintly and said to himself, "There is no mistake in everything in the world."

The official surnamed Chen started to tremble.

Whether it is a finger or an arm, it is flesh and blood in the body, so of course he doesn't want to lose it.

In the next moment, he made up his mind, as if he was about to nod and surrender, but a dying aura surged in his eyes. The true energy in his body surged wildly under his feet. With a violent sound of breaking through the air, his body flew out like a rock thrown by a catapult cart.

"You want to rebel..."

At the same time, he screamed, just trying to escape from this man's sight as soon as possible.

However, all his wits, including his movements, the flow of true energy in his body, and the reactions of all the soldiers around him and all the practitioners in this quarry, were too slow for the man who was shining with strange glow on his body at this time.

This is not a level of existence.

When the official surnamed Chen had thought that the true energy in his body had not yet begun to flow, the man already knew his choice.

He just turned his head to look at the official Chen surnamed official who was retreating while shouting. With a puff, an invisible force had already fallen between the official Chen surnamed official's neck.

The scream of the official surnamed Chen stopped abruptly, and his head flew up with the passionate blood in his cavity.

"don't want!"

A sharp shout recalled.

A figure fell into the field like a ghost.

This is a priest of the Criminal Department guarding this place. He immediately stopped all the soldiers who wanted to move. Even so, his eyes were filled with deep fear at this moment, and his hands were also holding between his sleeves. ref='/txt/24550/10628088/'>Happy? Squat and twist Ⅻbr />

This worshiper is a practitioner at the peak of the fifth realm. He has never seen a fight between the masters in his life, but only at that moment, he was able to confirm that this person's realm was too terrifying and he was definitely a first-class master.

Moreover, through the man's previous words and some strange expressions, he vaguely guessed a possibility, which made him even breathing unsteadily.

After all, if it was really that person... he was a cultivator that even Emperor Yuanwu was very afraid of.

"Are you... Lord Fang Xiumu, Fang Hou's Mansion?"

Without daring to stop at all, he bowed to the man with a strange glow on his body and asked.

"I am Fang Xiumu."

The man did not deny it, but said lightly: "But is there still a Marquis Fang Mansion in Changling now?"

The priest of the Criminal Department dared not answer, nor could he answer, because in the exact rumors before, the old marquis of Fanghou Mansion had led his troops to die in Yangshan County, and Fang Xiang was also dead... Fang Xiumu had already refused the Shengyi to leave Changling, so can there be Fang Hou Mansion in Changling now?

Fang Xiumu shook his head gently. He was in a very strange state at this time, and his body was extremely clean. However, as if it represented his emotions at this time, he still unconsciously brushed his clothes, then stopped talking and began to move away.

This is a good ending here.
Chapter completed!